a time when the oyster is your world

The books you’ve collected and haven’t read are more than the ones you have read.

Any quest for knowledge or skills lies in this treasure trove at home, spread across multitudes of bookshelves —well, its not always google as is the go-to-trend today.

You think you’ve seen it all. When actually you’ve forgotten most of what you have read.

The brain may be ageing and the fondness for nostalgia grows by the day. You listen to the younger folks delighting on their first path of discoveries, harking you back to the times when you were in a similar place. You rejoice along with them, realising that steady states of evolution in a human being’s quest for knowledge, information — and curiosity — -follow a comfortable pattern. Even if the devices and media are different.

You take succour from this.

Each epoch and its inhabitants display unique characteristics or interests and the spectrum is always broadening at the sides. However, generation divides that people love to name, the Z’s, etc, are just human constructs defined by a calendar. Simply because its easy to club things by decades, we foolishly bracket ourselves into fake and limiting boundaries, forcing our minds to stay shut within these confines. When actually the world that was an oyster a few years ago, your oyster, has shrunk in both time and space. And, the oyster has now become your world.